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Film Review: Key Largo (1948)
Written by Gary Sweeney
The setup is eerily familiar. A
group of people find themselves in each other?s company, held captive
by some unforeseen incident and problems undoubtedly ensue. We?ve seen
this happen more than once, 1985?s ?The Breakfast Club? for
example. However, this time, it?s slightly different. This time the
company is mandatory, and there is little to learn about the enforcer
that the media has not already covered. So what could be the reason
for this cluster of egos? What is trapping them between the walls of a
small hotel deep in the recesses of the country? What exactly is going
on?in Key Largo?
Directed by John Huston, and based on a 1939 Maxwell Anderson play, Key Largo stars Edward G. Robinson as Johnny
Rocco, the stereotypical ?big boss? gangster who often speaks of
himself in the third person. He and his goons have infiltrated a hotel
in the Florida Keys as they await word of a ?piece of business?.
Meanwhile, a war hero named Frank McCloud (Humphrey Bogart) visits the hotel to speak with its owner, James Temple (Lionel Barrymore),
who is also the father of a soldier that McCloud knew in the war. As
McCloud arrives, Rocco?s men are already peppered throughout the hotel
lobby. They appear bored and restless, but determined on giving
McCloud the once over. Rocco makes his presence
known among the rest of the hotel?s inhabitants, all the while
reassuring his gang that they will be out of there in a few hours.
McCloud and Rocco?s personalities soon clash. As Rocco?s business plans
come to light, McCloud realizes he may have little choice but to throw
caution to the wind, literally, with a raging hurricane on shore. The
daughter-in-law of the hotel owner, Nora Temple (Lauren Bacall),
adds the elements of both innocence and frustration for Bogart?s
character. With his non-chalant demeanor comes the task of maintaining
a relaxed appearance. Bacall's mere presence undoubtedly kicked it into
another level of difficulty.
This film presented some difficulty in choosing one character as the centerpiece. Robinson?s Johnny Rocco is a narcissistic Al Capone
type whose only fear seems to be the wrath of Mother Nature, the one
thing he cannot control with intimidation and gunfire. He is respected
by his men and commands admiration for his track record of dirty
deeds. Bogart?s Frank McCloud is a man torn by uncertainty. He never
seems able to choose between logic and instinct. A scene in which
Robinson promises a drink to an ex-girlfriend in return for a song,
only to deny her the drink once she complies, prompts Bogart to pour
her the drink anyway. He knows in his heart it?s the right thing to
do, albeit a dangerous move as it belittles Robinson?s status. There
is an unspoken power struggle among Bogart and Robinson for attention.
One would find much intricacy in picking the more dominating character,
yet they are balanced by the heartlessness of Rocco and the incurable
charity of McCloud. Lauren Bacall?s character isn?t as prominent in Key Largo
as it had been in previous films. This being the final collaboration
between her and Bogart, the screenwriters chose to set her back a bit.
She appears helpless most of the time, much different than her usual
sharp-witted and independent roles. Although her surroundings and the
situations unfolding within are clearly understood, she doesn?t seem
strong enough to act on decision-making alone. The obvious feelings
developing for McCloud serve as another detriment to her strength.
Lionel Barrymore is a wheelchair-bound man with strong opinions and
dislike for the Johnny Roccos of the world. His outbursts continue to
slice inches from Rocco?s patience. If for nothing else but the safety
of his daughter-in-law and McCloud, he manages to stop just short of
pulling the pin of Rocco?s grenade.
Rocco
is a walking time-bomb, a madman with enough sensibility to remain calm
when he has to. The smallest incident causes him to explode, yet his
buttons are pushed much further, to which he responds with silence. This becomes a rollercoaster to the viewer, never fully knowing what to
expect with each passing scene. When will he lose it and when will he
restrain himself? Who knows? Encompassing this see-saw is a
claustrophobic atmosphere, similar to a psychological experiment where
two people are locked in a room while the temperature steadily
increases. As the heat smothers judgment, attitudes shift and the
subjects become nothing like the docile people they were in the
beginning. This is a personality-chamber where anything can happen. The results are limited only by the individual and how far they let themselves go. Key Largo walks the same tightrope.
THE DVD
Warner Brothers released ?Key Largo?
in February 2000 and did it tremendous justice with a stunning
transfer. The video is crisp, which lends support to the strong
shadows and facial expression of the characters. These are two crucial
elements of Key Largo?s modus operandi, both staples in its approval as
a film noir. The audio is also excellent, very clean with hardly any
dialogue indiscernible. There is also the option of French audio,
along with both English and French subtitles. In addition to the
transfer, the DVD also provides us with the theatrical trailer and the
film?s production notes. Film aficionados will no doubt find these
notes a welcomed bonus. They offer insight and are becoming
increasingly popular among information hounds.
THE CONCLUSION
Key Largo
is a story about conscience, those who have it and those who don?t.
Those who do have it are locked in a constant battle of choices.
Ironically enough, those choices are usually necessary maneuvers around
the actions of those without a conscience. Bogart?s confrontations are
no different than everyday life, and Robinson?s villain is the wall we
must climb to overcome challenge. In any event, this is another tale
based on a true story, our true story and the world?s true story.
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